Miracle Workers (2019–…): Season 4, Episode 2 - H.O.A. - full transcript
Freya runs for president of the Boomtown Homeowners Association.; Morris takes Sid on a perilous business trip.
Freya. Freya! The
house is under attack!
Assume battle positions!
Sid, it's okay. It's just me.
Oh. Whoa. Uh, what
are you doing?
Putting up decorations.
What do you think?
Uh...
I mean, wow. Cool, right?
It's the heads of my enemies.
Yeah. No, I see that.
I guess... I'm just worried
it might come across as
a bit spine-tingling.
How do you mean?
I'm just worried
that our new neighbours
aren't accustomed
to the casual horrors
of the wasteland
in the same way that we are.
Gosh, Sid, I love you,
but I think you're
way off base here.
You really need to
see it plugged in
to get the full effect.
Yeah, you're right. It
is better like that.
Right?
Your subjects in Old New Jersey
can't pay your tribute on time
on account of an
extended Nuclear Winter.
It's too bad for them. Crush
them. "Crush them." Got it.
Uh, the Canyon
People were hoping
they could have their
women and children back.
Hm. I guess you could do
that. Shut up. Crush them.
"Crush them too." Great.
Oh, uh, this note was
left for you on the door.
Hm.
"Dear neighbour, you are
in violation of Rule 17.4
prohibiting unsanctioned
lawn ornamentation.
Please remove the decapitated
heads immediately.
Signed, the 'Hoa.'"
Who is this Hoa?
I don't know, but it
sounds intimidating.
Like some sort of mythical
beast or barbarian king.
Whoever it is, no one tells
Freya Exaltada what to do.
I will find this Hoa,
and I will destroy it.
That's right, Mommy. You
show 'em who is boss.
Give e'm the ol'
one, two! Sure, sure!
You know what I love
about this job, Devon?
It's that we're doing
actual good in the world.
For instance, without us,
this doll would just be trash.
But now some child will
have a new best friend.
Aah! That... one has a family
of scorpions living in it.
But the point remains.
I'm looking for the Junkman.
Ah. My package is here.
I was ambushed by bandits.
It was a slaughter.
Tell my wife... I love her.
Yeah, sure, pal. Here's a
shiny beak for your troubles.
What is it?
They call it the Gigachron.
Rumour has it its power
transcends time and space.
And more importantly,
some rich schmuck is willing to
pay me a lot of money for it.
Alright. So, accompanying me
on this very important sale...
is...
Sid, my golden boy.
Hell yes!
I thought I was your golden boy.
Nope. It's Sid now.
In fact, Sid, why don't you
take Devon's desk from now on?
Devon, you go sit on that
pile of trash over there.
Alright, let's go, Sid.
Sorry, Devon.
Don't be sorry for Devon.
He's a piece of crap.
Hi. Yeah, uh, the
pothole on Main Street
still hasn't been fixed,
and I tried to drive my car
over it the other day, and it
went into a bottomless pit.
Aah!
It is I, Freya Exaltada.
I have come to slay the Hoa.
Ma'am, this is actually
the Homeowners Association.
If you'd like to
file a complaint,
you need to wait your turn.
So you must be the leader here.
Surprising choice
for an overlord.
Small, mousy,
resting bitch face.
Yes, I am the
"overlord," I suppose.
Linda Sherman, HOA President.
Very well, Linda
Sherman, I challenge you
to hand-to-hand combat
for control of Boomtown.
Oh, no, we don't do that here.
If you want to be president,
you need to win an election.
An election?
Seems like an insane
way to pick a leader.
Very well.
If those are your terms
of battle, then I accept.
And I promise, when I am president
of the HOA... Ma'am, your time is up.
I will crush any and
all stand in my way.
And there will be...
Wow. Really?
That's crap.
I mean, I don't care,
but that's crap.
Getting kind of a spooky
vibe from this place.
How... How much do we
know about this buyer?
I assume he's like a
regular customer of yours?
Nope. Never met
him in my life.
Really?
The Gigachron seems like
an awfully powerful device
to just be handing over
to a complete stranger.
Shouldn't we find out
what his intentions are
or run a background check?
At least get a copy of
his photo I.D., right?
Sid, relax. I've done these
deals millions of times.
I'm sure he's just some guy.
Gentlemen, Ugulus
Sleeze will see you now.
Wait, did she say his
name was Ugulus Sleeze?
Welcome.
See? Just some guy.
You have the Gigachron?
Yep. It's right here.
That'll be 30,000 bird beaks.
You said 20,000.
That was last week.
Price went up.
I like your style.
Get him his money.
I think we're good.
At last, the Gigachron
is within my grasp.
Okay, no, actually, just...
I need to borrow my boss
for a very quick moment.
We need to discuss
a business matter.
Not about you.
What are you doing?
We're in the middle
of a deal. Okay.
Does anything strike you as
concerning about the situation?
How so? Oh, I don't know.
Maybe the fact that
Ugulus seems totally evil,
like his greed and
depravity turned him
into something not quite human.
And also that it lives
in a pool of toxic muck,
which is maybe his life force.
I feel like any
one of these things
should be a huge red flag.
He seems like a good guy to me.
Look, he's smiling and
he's being very respectful
about keeping his genitals
below the muck line.
It's just it's really
important to me that my job
doesn't conflict with
my personal values.
It doesn't.
I mean, look, of course,
if we knew Ugulus
was a bad dude,
we wouldn't be selling
him the Gigachron.
But we can't go investigating
every single person
we do business with for
whether they've ever done
anything bad in their lives.
Nor should we.
That's not part of the job.
Okay? Congrats, Mr. Sleeze.
You are the proud owner
of one new Gigachron.
At last! The power! The power!
Oh, man. He's licking it.
Okay, uh, well,
we should probably
hit the road then.
Goodbye forever, Mr. Sleeze
Wait! We should celebrate.
Let us from suckle from
the teat of decadence.
Mmm.
Sounds nice, right?
Suckling some teat?
Beep, beep. The party
bus has arrived,
and, uh-oh, the bus driver
has been drinking on the job!
What the hell?
Tai, you made it. Did the
party bus make a wrong turn?
I thought this was
going to be a rager.
Yeah, it's a raging
local meet-and-greet
to get to know the candidate.
Help yourself to a lemon square.
We'll get started in a sec.
Oh, man, I can't believe I
got my robo penis polished
for this shit.
Would you like to make a
donation to the campaign?
Every little bit
helps. Oh, yes.
That sounds great.
Ah, shoot. You know,
I forgot my wallet.
Oh, no. And I was going to
give so much money. Darn it.
Testing, testing.
One, two, three.
Hello, everyone.
So when you elect me as
your next HOA president,
I promise to rule
with an iron fist.
Your houses will burn,
chaos will reign.
And every day will be a
barrage of suffering and misery
until I grant you the
sweet release of death.
Um, yeah. No, I
don't like that.
Okay. Well, it doesn't
really matter what you like,
because I'll be in charge.
Actually, kind of does.
Because these people
won't vote for you
unless you listen to their
whiny little jerkoff problems.
Yeah, exactly.
Oh. Okay. Um... okay.
Let's try this again.
I would love to hear
about what you want,
because I care... about you
and don't think that
you're a pathetic worm.
Much better.
Hey, great news.
I just remembered you
can donate online.
Oh, my gosh. That's so great.
Why don't you send me an e-mail?
Yeah, my e-mail is fakename at
not-a-real-email-address
dot nothing.
Got it. Is there a dot
between the fake and name?
Ooh, hachi machi!
That's strong stuff!
Blossom is an ancient narcotic
used to access the great divine.
All I know is it's making me
want to bust a freakin' nut.
Hey, what's the
matter, little one?
This is a glorious day.
When I unleash the power
of the Gigachron...
Oh, no, no, no. Actually,
I think the less
I know about your plans for
the Gigachron, the better.
Why don't we talk about
something else? Hm.
Did you grow up in this lair,
or did you move
here after college?
The Sleezes ruled for
generations before
before House Benevola overthrew
us, spreading peace in the land.
But that all changes tonight
when I unleash the
power of the...
No, no, no, no,
no. Again. Again.
I do not need to know
what you're doing with it.
How about we will just sit here
and finish our drugs in silence?
Sure, sure. Mm-hmm.
I was just gonna say I'm
gonna blow House Benevola away
with the Gigachron.
Damn it, Ugulus! Why?
Oopsies.
Mama, mama, mama!
And...
I busted.
The Battledome used to be a
place where people could gather
and settle disputes.
Now it's covered in trash.
No one's been
killed here in ages.
It's a shame.
How dare you suggest your
future queen pick up your trash?
I should bite your
friggin' nuts!
Down, boy! Down! Heel! Let me at
him! I can tell he's got juicy ones!
Hey! Hey! Down, boy, down.
I'll do it.
No!
No. You're Freya Exaltada.
You answer to no man.
I don't like it either, but
if this is what it takes
to crush Linda and
rule the HOA, I'll it.
Time to take out the trash.
Man: Hey, you're there.
We think what you're
doing is pretty cool.
Want some help?
Nice work, guys. We did it.
Hey, beautiful job.
So, do I have your vote?
I should have mentioned you.
I already voted for Linda.
What?! I... I did exactly
what you asked for.
Yeah, but I always
vote for Linda.
We all do.
In fact, she won the
election. By a landslide.
Mommy-y-y-y-y!
Linda-a-a-a-a!
Hey, I'm ready to make
that donation now.
Oh, no.
Did I just miss it?
Oh, is it too late?
Oh, no. I'm so sad.
The time has come
to unleash the power
of the Gigachron.
Yes...
Okay, so I have just spoken to
Ugulus, and long story short,
he is definitely evil.
Oh, jeez. He is?
Yeah, he was pretty explicit
that he's planning on using
the Gigachron to blow a
bunch of innocent people.
So obviously we can't
work with him now.
Yeah.
But I also want to
make a lot of money.
So there's that. But,
no, you... you said
we were okay as long as we
didn't know what his plans are.
Now we do know what they are,
so, what, are we just gonna...
throw away your morals
for a paycheque?
Exactly!
See? You did learn
something today.
The old order falls.
A new order begins.
Aah!
No!
What did you do?
I stopped Ugulus
before he could kill
everyone with the Gigachron.
The Gigachron isn't a weapon.
It isn't? No.
It's a karaoke machine.
Oh, I remember this song.
"Waterfalls" by TLC.
Catchy tune.
Did you know it was about AIDS?
Guards.
♪ Don't go chasing waterfalls ♪
We find you guilty of the murder
of our beloved boss and
dear friend, Ugulus Sleeze.
Okay, wait. Timeout
for just a second.
In my defence, the guy
did say he was gonna
blow everyone away.
Yes, he was going to blow them
away with his beautiful
singing voice.
Ugulus was going to
bring the Gigachron to
Lord Benevola's birthday party
and finally end
their silly feud.
Okay, but I mean, you can see
how I might have
misinterpreted that.
The guy was an insane,
disgusting 30-ton monster,
for God's sake. Whoa! So
we're fat shaming him now?
No, no, I did... That's not...
So you just go around killing
every fat person you see.
People like you make me sick.
Can I say that I just hired
this guy, like, a week ago,
and he does not represent
the values of my business.
Okay, clearly... I owe
everyone a huge apology.
I realise now that I have a huge
amount of work to do on myself,
and I appreciate all of your
support on that journey.
I am a work in progress.
Did that work?
Kill them.
Ma'am, we found this holodex
at Mr. Sleeze's tank.
Hello, friends.
If you're seeing this,
then I'm already dead.
Reunited with my
beautiful wife, Janine.
Aw, man. Dead wife.
In these polarised times,
with everyone's squabbling
over who's right
and who's wrong,
we must remember
that we're all human.
We must forgive and rebuild.
Namaste. Woman: Namaste.
He's right.
You two are free to go.
It's what Ugulus
would have wanted.
Oh. Yeah. Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
I just... Can I say
for the record as well
my favourite uncle
struggled with weight issues
his whole life.
Get out of here! Okay.
Sid, you've done enough
harm for one day.
Let's go. Okay.
Linda Sherman!
Again with the door.
You had the gall to
challenge me in battle.
I declare...
defeat.
I was a fool to believe
I could challenge a ruler
as omnipotent as you.
Shame, 'cause I actually kind
of like helping the community.
But that's all in the past now,
and you must chop my head off.
Oh.
No, we don't kill
you if you lose.
Huh? No, in fact, the
person who wins second place
automatically becomes
vice president.
I mean, that is if you want it.
Oh. Uh, well, I hadn't
considered that.
I mean... I suppose I
could be... vice president.
If that's how it
works? Yep. Hmm.
Thank you, Linda. You
are a merciful god.
My children's children will
sing songs of your greatness.
Thank you.
Freya: We're planning so much
cool stuff for the neighbourhood.
Every Sunday, we're
turning the Battledome
into a farmer's market.
Oh, and at the end of the month
we're hosting a huge blood orgy.
My idea.
How is this possible?
My infallible leader destroyed,
my entire sense of
reality shattered.
Do I even exist?
Are we all but shadows
dancing upon a cave wall?
Aww, cheer up, boy.
Hey. Hey.
Truth is...
this is all a part of my secret
plan to take over the town.
It is?
First, I have befriend
the neighbours,
helping them with their issues,
offering a shoulder to lean on.
Then, after many years of
earning their trust and respect,
right when they least expect
it, the HOA will be mine!
Oh, hey, Frey-Frey.
The girls are coming over
later for wine o'clock
if you want to join.
Yes, bitch. You know it, girl.
Okay, bitch!
Um...
wine o'clock is also
part of the plan.
Truly wicked. I know.
Thanks for the ride home,
and I'm really sorry again
about ruining your big
deal and killing that guy.
Yeah, it's fine.
I wouldn't be much of a
mentor if I gave up on you
after your first mistake.
You're still my golden boy.
Thank you.
Besides, at least today wasn't
a total bust. Check this out.
I stole it from
Ugulus's nightstand
while the guards were
fishing out his dead body.
That's... That's really bad.
Well, who's to say?
What if I told you I was
going to sell the watch
to buy more drugs?
That makes it much worse.
Eh, who's to say?
Well, if you'll excuse me,
I have some important...
business to attend to.
Hi. I missed you. Hey.
Did you have a good day at work?
I don't know that the
words good and bad
have any meaning for me anymore.
I did make money, though.
How was your day, Freya? It
was good. Thanks for asking.
♪ Don't go chasing waterfalls ♪
♪ Please stick to the rivers and
the lakes that you're used to ♪
♪ I know that you're gonna have
it your way or nothing at all ♪
♪ But I think you're
moving too fast ♪
♪ I seen a rainbow yesterday,
but too many storms ♪
♪ Have come and gone, leaving a
trace of not one God-given ray ♪
♪ Is it because my life is
10 shades of grey, I pray ♪
♪ All 10 fade away, seldom
praise Him for the sunny days ♪
♪ And like His promise is
true, only my faith can undo ♪
♪ The many chances I blew
to bring my life to anew ♪
♪ Clear blue and
unconditional skies ♪
♪ Have dried the tears from my
eyes, no more lonely cries ♪
♪ Don't go chasing waterfalls ♪
♪ Please stick to
the rivers... ♪
house is under attack!
Assume battle positions!
Sid, it's okay. It's just me.
Oh. Whoa. Uh, what
are you doing?
Putting up decorations.
What do you think?
Uh...
I mean, wow. Cool, right?
It's the heads of my enemies.
Yeah. No, I see that.
I guess... I'm just worried
it might come across as
a bit spine-tingling.
How do you mean?
I'm just worried
that our new neighbours
aren't accustomed
to the casual horrors
of the wasteland
in the same way that we are.
Gosh, Sid, I love you,
but I think you're
way off base here.
You really need to
see it plugged in
to get the full effect.
Yeah, you're right. It
is better like that.
Right?
Your subjects in Old New Jersey
can't pay your tribute on time
on account of an
extended Nuclear Winter.
It's too bad for them. Crush
them. "Crush them." Got it.
Uh, the Canyon
People were hoping
they could have their
women and children back.
Hm. I guess you could do
that. Shut up. Crush them.
"Crush them too." Great.
Oh, uh, this note was
left for you on the door.
Hm.
"Dear neighbour, you are
in violation of Rule 17.4
prohibiting unsanctioned
lawn ornamentation.
Please remove the decapitated
heads immediately.
Signed, the 'Hoa.'"
Who is this Hoa?
I don't know, but it
sounds intimidating.
Like some sort of mythical
beast or barbarian king.
Whoever it is, no one tells
Freya Exaltada what to do.
I will find this Hoa,
and I will destroy it.
That's right, Mommy. You
show 'em who is boss.
Give e'm the ol'
one, two! Sure, sure!
You know what I love
about this job, Devon?
It's that we're doing
actual good in the world.
For instance, without us,
this doll would just be trash.
But now some child will
have a new best friend.
Aah! That... one has a family
of scorpions living in it.
But the point remains.
I'm looking for the Junkman.
Ah. My package is here.
I was ambushed by bandits.
It was a slaughter.
Tell my wife... I love her.
Yeah, sure, pal. Here's a
shiny beak for your troubles.
What is it?
They call it the Gigachron.
Rumour has it its power
transcends time and space.
And more importantly,
some rich schmuck is willing to
pay me a lot of money for it.
Alright. So, accompanying me
on this very important sale...
is...
Sid, my golden boy.
Hell yes!
I thought I was your golden boy.
Nope. It's Sid now.
In fact, Sid, why don't you
take Devon's desk from now on?
Devon, you go sit on that
pile of trash over there.
Alright, let's go, Sid.
Sorry, Devon.
Don't be sorry for Devon.
He's a piece of crap.
Hi. Yeah, uh, the
pothole on Main Street
still hasn't been fixed,
and I tried to drive my car
over it the other day, and it
went into a bottomless pit.
Aah!
It is I, Freya Exaltada.
I have come to slay the Hoa.
Ma'am, this is actually
the Homeowners Association.
If you'd like to
file a complaint,
you need to wait your turn.
So you must be the leader here.
Surprising choice
for an overlord.
Small, mousy,
resting bitch face.
Yes, I am the
"overlord," I suppose.
Linda Sherman, HOA President.
Very well, Linda
Sherman, I challenge you
to hand-to-hand combat
for control of Boomtown.
Oh, no, we don't do that here.
If you want to be president,
you need to win an election.
An election?
Seems like an insane
way to pick a leader.
Very well.
If those are your terms
of battle, then I accept.
And I promise, when I am president
of the HOA... Ma'am, your time is up.
I will crush any and
all stand in my way.
And there will be...
Wow. Really?
That's crap.
I mean, I don't care,
but that's crap.
Getting kind of a spooky
vibe from this place.
How... How much do we
know about this buyer?
I assume he's like a
regular customer of yours?
Nope. Never met
him in my life.
Really?
The Gigachron seems like
an awfully powerful device
to just be handing over
to a complete stranger.
Shouldn't we find out
what his intentions are
or run a background check?
At least get a copy of
his photo I.D., right?
Sid, relax. I've done these
deals millions of times.
I'm sure he's just some guy.
Gentlemen, Ugulus
Sleeze will see you now.
Wait, did she say his
name was Ugulus Sleeze?
Welcome.
See? Just some guy.
You have the Gigachron?
Yep. It's right here.
That'll be 30,000 bird beaks.
You said 20,000.
That was last week.
Price went up.
I like your style.
Get him his money.
I think we're good.
At last, the Gigachron
is within my grasp.
Okay, no, actually, just...
I need to borrow my boss
for a very quick moment.
We need to discuss
a business matter.
Not about you.
What are you doing?
We're in the middle
of a deal. Okay.
Does anything strike you as
concerning about the situation?
How so? Oh, I don't know.
Maybe the fact that
Ugulus seems totally evil,
like his greed and
depravity turned him
into something not quite human.
And also that it lives
in a pool of toxic muck,
which is maybe his life force.
I feel like any
one of these things
should be a huge red flag.
He seems like a good guy to me.
Look, he's smiling and
he's being very respectful
about keeping his genitals
below the muck line.
It's just it's really
important to me that my job
doesn't conflict with
my personal values.
It doesn't.
I mean, look, of course,
if we knew Ugulus
was a bad dude,
we wouldn't be selling
him the Gigachron.
But we can't go investigating
every single person
we do business with for
whether they've ever done
anything bad in their lives.
Nor should we.
That's not part of the job.
Okay? Congrats, Mr. Sleeze.
You are the proud owner
of one new Gigachron.
At last! The power! The power!
Oh, man. He's licking it.
Okay, uh, well,
we should probably
hit the road then.
Goodbye forever, Mr. Sleeze
Wait! We should celebrate.
Let us from suckle from
the teat of decadence.
Mmm.
Sounds nice, right?
Suckling some teat?
Beep, beep. The party
bus has arrived,
and, uh-oh, the bus driver
has been drinking on the job!
What the hell?
Tai, you made it. Did the
party bus make a wrong turn?
I thought this was
going to be a rager.
Yeah, it's a raging
local meet-and-greet
to get to know the candidate.
Help yourself to a lemon square.
We'll get started in a sec.
Oh, man, I can't believe I
got my robo penis polished
for this shit.
Would you like to make a
donation to the campaign?
Every little bit
helps. Oh, yes.
That sounds great.
Ah, shoot. You know,
I forgot my wallet.
Oh, no. And I was going to
give so much money. Darn it.
Testing, testing.
One, two, three.
Hello, everyone.
So when you elect me as
your next HOA president,
I promise to rule
with an iron fist.
Your houses will burn,
chaos will reign.
And every day will be a
barrage of suffering and misery
until I grant you the
sweet release of death.
Um, yeah. No, I
don't like that.
Okay. Well, it doesn't
really matter what you like,
because I'll be in charge.
Actually, kind of does.
Because these people
won't vote for you
unless you listen to their
whiny little jerkoff problems.
Yeah, exactly.
Oh. Okay. Um... okay.
Let's try this again.
I would love to hear
about what you want,
because I care... about you
and don't think that
you're a pathetic worm.
Much better.
Hey, great news.
I just remembered you
can donate online.
Oh, my gosh. That's so great.
Why don't you send me an e-mail?
Yeah, my e-mail is fakename at
not-a-real-email-address
dot nothing.
Got it. Is there a dot
between the fake and name?
Ooh, hachi machi!
That's strong stuff!
Blossom is an ancient narcotic
used to access the great divine.
All I know is it's making me
want to bust a freakin' nut.
Hey, what's the
matter, little one?
This is a glorious day.
When I unleash the power
of the Gigachron...
Oh, no, no, no. Actually,
I think the less
I know about your plans for
the Gigachron, the better.
Why don't we talk about
something else? Hm.
Did you grow up in this lair,
or did you move
here after college?
The Sleezes ruled for
generations before
before House Benevola overthrew
us, spreading peace in the land.
But that all changes tonight
when I unleash the
power of the...
No, no, no, no,
no. Again. Again.
I do not need to know
what you're doing with it.
How about we will just sit here
and finish our drugs in silence?
Sure, sure. Mm-hmm.
I was just gonna say I'm
gonna blow House Benevola away
with the Gigachron.
Damn it, Ugulus! Why?
Oopsies.
Mama, mama, mama!
And...
I busted.
The Battledome used to be a
place where people could gather
and settle disputes.
Now it's covered in trash.
No one's been
killed here in ages.
It's a shame.
How dare you suggest your
future queen pick up your trash?
I should bite your
friggin' nuts!
Down, boy! Down! Heel! Let me at
him! I can tell he's got juicy ones!
Hey! Hey! Down, boy, down.
I'll do it.
No!
No. You're Freya Exaltada.
You answer to no man.
I don't like it either, but
if this is what it takes
to crush Linda and
rule the HOA, I'll it.
Time to take out the trash.
Man: Hey, you're there.
We think what you're
doing is pretty cool.
Want some help?
Nice work, guys. We did it.
Hey, beautiful job.
So, do I have your vote?
I should have mentioned you.
I already voted for Linda.
What?! I... I did exactly
what you asked for.
Yeah, but I always
vote for Linda.
We all do.
In fact, she won the
election. By a landslide.
Mommy-y-y-y-y!
Linda-a-a-a-a!
Hey, I'm ready to make
that donation now.
Oh, no.
Did I just miss it?
Oh, is it too late?
Oh, no. I'm so sad.
The time has come
to unleash the power
of the Gigachron.
Yes...
Okay, so I have just spoken to
Ugulus, and long story short,
he is definitely evil.
Oh, jeez. He is?
Yeah, he was pretty explicit
that he's planning on using
the Gigachron to blow a
bunch of innocent people.
So obviously we can't
work with him now.
Yeah.
But I also want to
make a lot of money.
So there's that. But,
no, you... you said
we were okay as long as we
didn't know what his plans are.
Now we do know what they are,
so, what, are we just gonna...
throw away your morals
for a paycheque?
Exactly!
See? You did learn
something today.
The old order falls.
A new order begins.
Aah!
No!
What did you do?
I stopped Ugulus
before he could kill
everyone with the Gigachron.
The Gigachron isn't a weapon.
It isn't? No.
It's a karaoke machine.
Oh, I remember this song.
"Waterfalls" by TLC.
Catchy tune.
Did you know it was about AIDS?
Guards.
♪ Don't go chasing waterfalls ♪
We find you guilty of the murder
of our beloved boss and
dear friend, Ugulus Sleeze.
Okay, wait. Timeout
for just a second.
In my defence, the guy
did say he was gonna
blow everyone away.
Yes, he was going to blow them
away with his beautiful
singing voice.
Ugulus was going to
bring the Gigachron to
Lord Benevola's birthday party
and finally end
their silly feud.
Okay, but I mean, you can see
how I might have
misinterpreted that.
The guy was an insane,
disgusting 30-ton monster,
for God's sake. Whoa! So
we're fat shaming him now?
No, no, I did... That's not...
So you just go around killing
every fat person you see.
People like you make me sick.
Can I say that I just hired
this guy, like, a week ago,
and he does not represent
the values of my business.
Okay, clearly... I owe
everyone a huge apology.
I realise now that I have a huge
amount of work to do on myself,
and I appreciate all of your
support on that journey.
I am a work in progress.
Did that work?
Kill them.
Ma'am, we found this holodex
at Mr. Sleeze's tank.
Hello, friends.
If you're seeing this,
then I'm already dead.
Reunited with my
beautiful wife, Janine.
Aw, man. Dead wife.
In these polarised times,
with everyone's squabbling
over who's right
and who's wrong,
we must remember
that we're all human.
We must forgive and rebuild.
Namaste. Woman: Namaste.
He's right.
You two are free to go.
It's what Ugulus
would have wanted.
Oh. Yeah. Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
I just... Can I say
for the record as well
my favourite uncle
struggled with weight issues
his whole life.
Get out of here! Okay.
Sid, you've done enough
harm for one day.
Let's go. Okay.
Linda Sherman!
Again with the door.
You had the gall to
challenge me in battle.
I declare...
defeat.
I was a fool to believe
I could challenge a ruler
as omnipotent as you.
Shame, 'cause I actually kind
of like helping the community.
But that's all in the past now,
and you must chop my head off.
Oh.
No, we don't kill
you if you lose.
Huh? No, in fact, the
person who wins second place
automatically becomes
vice president.
I mean, that is if you want it.
Oh. Uh, well, I hadn't
considered that.
I mean... I suppose I
could be... vice president.
If that's how it
works? Yep. Hmm.
Thank you, Linda. You
are a merciful god.
My children's children will
sing songs of your greatness.
Thank you.
Freya: We're planning so much
cool stuff for the neighbourhood.
Every Sunday, we're
turning the Battledome
into a farmer's market.
Oh, and at the end of the month
we're hosting a huge blood orgy.
My idea.
How is this possible?
My infallible leader destroyed,
my entire sense of
reality shattered.
Do I even exist?
Are we all but shadows
dancing upon a cave wall?
Aww, cheer up, boy.
Hey. Hey.
Truth is...
this is all a part of my secret
plan to take over the town.
It is?
First, I have befriend
the neighbours,
helping them with their issues,
offering a shoulder to lean on.
Then, after many years of
earning their trust and respect,
right when they least expect
it, the HOA will be mine!
Oh, hey, Frey-Frey.
The girls are coming over
later for wine o'clock
if you want to join.
Yes, bitch. You know it, girl.
Okay, bitch!
Um...
wine o'clock is also
part of the plan.
Truly wicked. I know.
Thanks for the ride home,
and I'm really sorry again
about ruining your big
deal and killing that guy.
Yeah, it's fine.
I wouldn't be much of a
mentor if I gave up on you
after your first mistake.
You're still my golden boy.
Thank you.
Besides, at least today wasn't
a total bust. Check this out.
I stole it from
Ugulus's nightstand
while the guards were
fishing out his dead body.
That's... That's really bad.
Well, who's to say?
What if I told you I was
going to sell the watch
to buy more drugs?
That makes it much worse.
Eh, who's to say?
Well, if you'll excuse me,
I have some important...
business to attend to.
Hi. I missed you. Hey.
Did you have a good day at work?
I don't know that the
words good and bad
have any meaning for me anymore.
I did make money, though.
How was your day, Freya? It
was good. Thanks for asking.
♪ Don't go chasing waterfalls ♪
♪ Please stick to the rivers and
the lakes that you're used to ♪
♪ I know that you're gonna have
it your way or nothing at all ♪
♪ But I think you're
moving too fast ♪
♪ I seen a rainbow yesterday,
but too many storms ♪
♪ Have come and gone, leaving a
trace of not one God-given ray ♪
♪ Is it because my life is
10 shades of grey, I pray ♪
♪ All 10 fade away, seldom
praise Him for the sunny days ♪
♪ And like His promise is
true, only my faith can undo ♪
♪ The many chances I blew
to bring my life to anew ♪
♪ Clear blue and
unconditional skies ♪
♪ Have dried the tears from my
eyes, no more lonely cries ♪
♪ Don't go chasing waterfalls ♪
♪ Please stick to
the rivers... ♪